Luo Yu, the head of Ziyang Sect, left with hatred. He had to say that he did not take any advantage when he came to the Martial God Temple this time.

He met Lin Qingyang, the head of the Martial God Temple, who met evenly, but Luo Yu knew his strength in his heart, and was still a little short of Lin Qingyang. However, it was gratifying that Feng Chuang finally agreed to his plan to annex the Martial God Temple.

It turned out that Luo Yu had always been planning a great cause in his heart, wanting to annex the Temple of Wushen, so as to possess the Southern and Northern Continents of Wuyang Continent.

But Lin Qingyang, Luo Yu knew that he was really not an opponent. After not seeing him for a few years, Luo Yu felt that he had made rapid progress and had survived the most difficult Xiaotian thunder tribulation in the Xiaotian Realm. Even so, he was still no match for Lin Qingyang, which made Luo Yu very angry.

"Feng Chuang, let's go back to Ziyang Gate, what are the next steps!"

Although he is the head of Ziyang Sect, Luo Yu's attitude has always been very low and very humble. He knew that Feng Chuang was the reincarnation of the God King. As long as he relies on Feng Chuang, all his ideas will come true.

Otherwise, it would be difficult to realize your ideas by relying solely on yourself.

"Go back to Ziyang Gate and heal your wounds first!"

Feng Chuang touched his chest. No one knew better than how powerful his body was, but Murong Chen hurt him.

Feng Chuang has always been arrogant before. After meeting Murong Chen, he also slapped him hard, and this slap completely awakened him. It turned out that in the Temple of the Martial God, there was a person who was as evil as himself in the martial arts world! Murong Chen only had the fifth level of the True Martial Realm, but there was no problem with people in the Yaoxing Realm. In the state of power, he used the dragon transformation body, plus the Tianlong God Wing and the Dragon Walking Step, and basically he could also get a draw against warriors below the third level of the Silver Moon Realm.

Feng Chuang knew that Murong Chen was not simple. It was impossible to be just a descendant of the dragon clan, his dragon transformation body, the ancestor dragon sword in his hand, and the Heavenly Dragon Soul-Devouring Hand that can imprison and control the soul deep in the sea of ​​consciousness.

When the martial arts cultivator was controlled by someone's soul, he became a puppet, at the mercy of others and at the mercy of others. When Feng Chuang remembered the scene at that time, he was a little scared. If he had not escaped from Murong Chen's soul control, he might have been broken into pieces now.

"President Luo, after returning to Ziyang Sect, I want you to hand over all the high-quality resources of Ziyang Sect to me in various spiritual veins, Tianyuan Pills, and all the ten-thousandth pills refined by the Ziyang Sect alchemist. As long as you have one cultivation level, give them all to me!"

Feng Chuang gritted his teeth, and there were still bursts of severe pain in his chest, "I want Murong Chen to kneel in front of me, I want him to defeat him in my name! I want to overturn all the Temple of the Martial God and flatten the Martial God Peak!"

"good!"

Luo Yu said: "Isn't a year a little too short?

I feel that Lin Qingyang is about to survive the small sky thunder tribulation!"

Feng Chuang smiled proudly, "A year is enough!"

Luo Yu took out a golden space teleportation talisman.

This space teleportation talisman is of very high level, and the teleportation distance and speed are also faster.

A golden light flashed! Luo Yu and Feng Chuang disappeared in an instant and arrived at the Northern Continent, the Demon-Suppressing City.

Ziyang Sect is the strongest sect that the Northern Continent has enchanted and has no one dared to fight against.

Inside the main hall of the Martial Saint Temple.

Zixiao's face looked very ugly. He lowered his head halfway and did not dare to look directly at the head, head Lin Qingyang.

The elder in blue shirt also had a dark face.

The hooked nose and triangular eyes of the elderly look so annoying. Elder Sheep is very tactful and stands in a corner.

There are also dozens of elders from the Temple of the Martial God.

Regarding today's events, these elders had no glory on their faces. Many people know that Luo Yu, the head of Ziyang Sect, came to the Wushen Temple to challenge, but those elders did not even have the courage and courage to walk out of the Wushen Temple.

They knew that they were no match for Luo Yu at all.

Just at this time, the head of the sect, Lin Qingyang, was practicing in seclusion, and the great elder was not there. The Supreme Elder had not been there for many years, and there was no shocking motivation. It was a crisis in the Temple of Martial God, and life and death, and the Supreme Elder would not be able to move it easily.

Moreover, the Temple of the Martial God has been established for so many years, and basically no one has seen it. The true face of the Supreme Elder of Mount Lu, so whether there is a Supreme Elder in the Martial God Temple is also a mystery.

The Temple of the Martial God is now basically divided into four sects.

The first group of people was led by Lin Qingyang's youngest son Lin Zhen. Lin Zhen is the head of the Lord of the Martial God Holy Emperor, and there are many elders around him. Their idea is very simple. If Lin Zhen becomes the head of the Martial God Holy Temple, their status, cultivation resources, and salary will definitely increase.

The second group of people is Lin Qingyang's eldest son Lin Fei. Lin Fei drinks and has fun all day long. In fact, his eldest son Lin Fei has the highest talent in martial arts cultivation, but he is ignorant.

Because Lin Fei is Lin Qingyang's eldest son, he is surrounded by many elders and disciples. They also hope that Lin Fei can take over as Lin Qingyang and become the head of the Martial Saint.

The third group of people is Lin Qingyang's second son, Lin Han. Lin Han is very scheming and doesn't talk much. His martial arts cultivation is also the highest among the three sons. Although Lin Qingyang has already passed the position of the leader to Lin Zhen, Lin Han's call is undoubtedly the highest. Lin Han secretly colluded with his elder brother Lin Fei, and the two brothers fight together. The third brother Lin Han! Elder Yang is Lin Han, who is among the people in this group! The fourth group of people is the portrait of the elder Qingshan who is dedicated to the safety of the sacred temple, and He Zixiao's true person! Lin Qingyang is in seclusion and practices.

No one in the entire Martial God Temple was in charge of the overall situation. Those people were huddled behind like turtles, not wanting to stand up for the Martial God Temple, because they all knew that they were not the opponent of Luo Yu, the head of Ziyang Sect.

Lin Qingyang frowned and looked at the many elders in the hall. He wanted to curse, but then shut up.

Lin Qingyang also knew that the current Martial God Temple was not at the same level as it was back then.

The part of the Martial God Temple collapsed, and everyone was considering themselves! If this time it was not Lin Zhen who went to the place where he went to retreat to practice and told him how powerful things were, it would be hard to imagine whether the Martial God Temple had become a disaster because of this time.

The most important thing is that Lin Qingyang also thought that if he didn't show up, would the disciple outside the sect named Murong Chen die tragically under Luo Yu's hands?

Thinking of Murong Chen, Lin Qingyang felt relieved and suddenly felt better.

Lin Qingyang was wearing a sun and moon robe, sitting on the golden dragon throne, looking down at the many people in the main hall of the Martial God Temple, "Who is the outer disciple Murong Chen, who will accept him? Come to the Martial God Temple. Is the selection of the Vientiane Competition in each state yet?

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Zixiao Zhenren stepped forward and said respectfully: "Murong Chen comes from the Dragon City, he is the Dragon City, the Murong family, and the Xuantian Sword Sect!"

Lin Qingyang was stunned for a moment and stood up from the golden dragon chaise.

This young man named Murong Chen actually comes from Xuantian Sword Sect?

Lin Qingyang suddenly remembered what he had done 18 years ago.

One word, miserable! Xuantian Sword Sect was once famous and has declined since that incident.

"Xuantian Sword Sect is still here?"

Lin Qingyang, 18 years ago, wiped out the Xuantian Palace and felt a little guilty in his heart. They were also instructed by others. Now, thinking about it, this seems to have an ulterior motive and a huge conspiracy. Lin Qingyang felt that he had been framed and used, but if he didn't do that, Lin Qingyang's head would not be able to be kept at all, and it would be impossible for him to stay on his neck until now.

"It's not just here!"

Zixiao Zhenren talked freely: "The battle for Yongfeng was the Xuantian Sword Sect that won the first place. Now Quan Jianzhong has moved to Yongtu Peak as a whole. The hundreds of spiritual veins on Yongtu Peak are backed by Yongtu Peak, and there are the spiritual veins of the Heaven and Earth. I believe that it won't take long to make the Xuantian Sword Sect become stronger!"

"Elder Qingshan Elder Yang, commissioned by the head, to investigate the occurrence of the fairy crystal aura of Yongtu Peak! Later, I learned that Yongtu Peak did fall from the fairy world, and that fairy beast was called Fire Qilin! Later, Murong Chen said that the black ancient tomb in Yongtu Peak collapsed, and the Fire Qilin was buried here together!"

Zixiao looked at Lin Qingyang, and saw that Lin Qingyang's expression was relaxed, and quickly said, "My name is Murong Chen, I am very talented, so I accept him as a disciple and let him come to the Temple of the Martial God!"

Lin Qingyang nodded with great satisfaction, "Zi Xiao Zhenren, you have done this very well! Go to the Martial Arts Pavilion and choose any martial arts! You can go to the top level of the Martial Arts Pavilion!"

"Thank you, thank you, Master!"

Zixiao Zhenren was so happy that he was as happy as a child. The martial arts pavilion in the Martial God Temple has 18 floors. According to the rules, the martial arts head is the highest floor. Only the head and the elder can go in and choose.

Lin Qingyang gave himself such an opportunity, which was undoubtedly a kind of affirmation of himself.

Lin Qingyang asked, “So, Murong Chen is your apprentice?

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Zixiao's true face turned red, and Murong Chen did not agree to be his apprentice.

And Murong Chen refused himself very neatly.

Elder Yang smiled secretly, and told several elders around him that Zixiao Zhenren, who accepted Murong Chen as his disciple, were rejected, were embarrassing things.

"Murong Chen...No, my disciple!"

Zixiao said.

Lin Qingyang, nothing said.

We are very arrogant towards these martial arts geniuses with peerless and evil talents and will definitely not easily become a teacher.

"Murong Chen came alone?"

Lin Qingyang asked.

Elder Qingshan said with the flow: "Murong Chen's servant, whose name is Xueli, has become his old disciple. Xueli's martial arts awakening talent is a natural divine weapon, and his talent is also good!"

"very good!"

Lin Qingyang said: "100,000 Tianyuan Pills! As your reward!"

"Thank you, Master!"

Elder Qingshan said, "There is also a little red fox who came with Murong Chen!"

Lin Qingyang can also see that the three-pronged heavenly fox is not an ordinary fox.

Lin Qingyang was not very comfortable, and he stopped practicing until the critical moment in seclusion. He also fought with Luo Yu, the head of Ziyang Sect, and injured a lot of energy! Just now, the three major sects of Badao Pavilion, the Sea God Sect, and the Zhentian Mansion jointly signed a joint letter to demand that the Martial God Holy Temple suppressed the demons that invaded the southern continent.

The Sea God Sect of the Badao Pavilion and the Zhentian Mansion all sent many disciples, but they did not send out disciples with very high cultivation. Because the demons are very terrifying and cruel in their means, most of the disciples who go to suppress them will go without returning.

Because they did not hurt their own interests, these sects did not contribute much, but the Wushen Temple, as the overlord of the southern continent of Wuyang Continent, had to act like this.

In many states in the Southern Continent, some cities have fallen! Many human races have died tragically! The human race faces two biggest challenges, one is the devour of the monster race, and the other is the invasion of the demon race! Compared with the monster race, the demon race is more hateful! The demon race is the common enemy of all races, including the human race, the giant race, the Tianlang race, the tiger race, and the common enemy of all races.

The one who suppressed the demons was in the Buddhist holy land of the West Sea Continent.

Buddhism seems to be the nemesis of the demon clan! This is also the reason why Lin Qingyang is worried.

"Who will suppress the demons!"

The words of the head Lin Qingyang were like a rock sinking into the sea, and the entire temple of the Martial God Temple was extremely quiet.

The previous few times when the demons invaded the Martial God Temple, the disciples sent were all gone without returning! And there was an elder who was also killed by the demons.

The demons have strange whereabouts, cruel means, and most of the martial arts practiced are particularly cruel. Sometimes they even dare to self-destruct their own bodies! At this cost, they can achieve the goal of killing the other party.

"I'll go!"
Chapter completed!